My stepdaughter is driving me crazy (part 11)

Ever since my stepdaughter Nadine has brought home her friend Mike and had sex with him by the pool in our backyard, knowing that I’d see them, things have been different between Nadine and me. I still can’t help but feel jealous and pissed off that Nadine did that. She did apologize. Yeah, that makes it better. But still. It was insensitive of her. She did hurt my feelings. Anyway, she’s 18. I shouldn’t be mad at her. I’ll try. And we had great “make-up sex” after all.

It’s another Thursday. I’m home alone. Nadine’s mom, my soon to be ex-girlfriend Katia, is away for business as usual. I’m working in my study. I’m hearing the front door. “Hi Frank!” “Hi Frank!” I know those voices! Nadine of course and… Mike! Mike again?! “Hey Nadine and Mike!” “You won’t mind if I have Mike over again?” Nadine yells from the hall. “All good! You guys have fun!” I’m yelling back. Of course it is NOT all good! She made me so jealous last time. And I told her I didn’t like seeing her having sex with Mike by the pool in our backyard. But yet she brings him home again! I’m feeling rage boiling up inside me. I hope she’s just bringing him over for a swim. Or well… I shouldn’t be jealous if she’s having sex with him. I just really hope she won’t do it again by the pool which is just outside the window of my study. I really don’t want to watch them again. I hope she’ll honour my request and be intimate with Mike out of my sight.

I’m watching the scene unfold through the window of my study. Nadine and Mike are in the backyard again, by the pool. Again she’s wearing her white bikini. She looks so hot in it! I love how the white is accentuating her tan. She’s so stunning! Oh no! Is it groundhog day? Again they’re flirting, laughing. Kissing! Please Nadine, leave it at that! But it doesn’t take long and they’re in the corner of the pool again. Mike is sliding off her bikini bottom. Now he’s pulling down his shorts. I’m looking at his ass! Yikes! He’s lifting Nadine onto the edge of the pool. He’s spreading her legs. A few moments later he’s pounding her. I’ve had enough! I don’t need to see this! This is disrespectful of Nadine! I’m leaving the study, going upstairs in my bedroom. I’m opening the curtains. I’m so glad this window doesn’t provide a view of the pool. I really don’t want to see this! It’s torture for me.

I’m sitting down on my small two-seater couch in my bedroom and I’m taking out the laptop and try to keep working. But I’m getting distracted. A deep sadness is overcoming me. It’s the first time Nadine has openly defied my wishes. Rage is mixed with my sadness. How could she?! She’s hurting me on purpose. Well, this will be over soon anyway. The move-out date for Nadine and Katia is just around the corner. I’m trying to focus on work. I’m feeling slightly better. A good amount of time passes. I’m not seeing anything unusual. I’m not hearing anything unusual. I’m happy. Now I’m hearing the front door open. It’s Mike leaving the house. Good.

“Frank?” I’m hearing Nadine’s voice muffled from downstairs. “Fraaaank?” “I’m up here!” I’m yelling back. I’m hearing her steps running up the stairs. A knock on my bedroom door. “Yes, come in!” There she is! Her long dark hair is still wet from the pool. She smells like chlorine. She’s still wearing the white bikini. She’s barefoot. I’m looking into her dark eyes. My face can’t hide my anger and disappointment. I’m just looking at her. Nadine is looking back. “What on earth? Why did you do that again?” my voice is trembling. I’m clearly pissed off. Nadine seems taken aback, but just for a short moment. There’s something else in her facial expression. What is it? Do I see a smirk? Why would she? Is she happy that I’m angry at her?! She’s taking a step closer to me. Looking straight into my eyes.